Billionaire's Accidental Wife

Chapter 3 Even though she believed she was ready to face him again, her first glimpse of Dave standing barely inches away from her stunned her.

Her terror was replaced by an intense sense of incredulity… and uncertainty as she lifted her fingertips to her lips. Although she recognised his voice and perfume, she couldn’t place the harsh, disapproving face staring back at her.

The flowing golden locks that would have accentuated his slim, pointed cheeks and hard, square jaw were hidden beneath a black knit skullcap. While she knew he had dimples on either side of his sumptuous mouth when he smiled, his sculpted lips were kept in a cruel, unforgiving line right now. His brown eyes were focused, his brow furrowed as he held her in a measuring stare that seemed as threatening and unyielding as his grip on her a minute ago.

“What in the worla!” Dave exhaled sharply and muttered. His face stiffened even more. “It’s truly you, Chelsea. I needed to be certain. I refused to believe it.”

She frowned. He seemed as astonished to see her as she was to see him.

They hadn’t seen each other in over a year. Since her best friend’s wedding. He broke her heart and walked away a year ago, never to return. Why is this so? She had no idea. Now he was there, clothed like a nightmare in black battle gear, accusing her, as if she were the one to blame. His gaze scorched her, leaving her chilly and exposed in the curve-hugging golden silk gown she was forced to wear tonight. She knew what she had to look like and what Dave was thinking. As much as everything inside her urged her to explain, she had bigger things to worry about than his opinion of her now.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? How did you get in here?” She couldn’t hide the shock in her voice or her dread. If any of her guards discovered Dave inside the mansion, they would kill him. And Chelsea didn’t doubt for a second that she would be made to suffer too.” Are you insane? Get out of here now, Dave. You have no idea how dangerous it is for you to be here.”

He gave her a smile that chilled. “I’m not the one in danger. Your lover and his cronies are. I rigged this place to blow sky-high as soon as I hit the detonator in my pocket.”

she had already suspected. He had come to kill Hermano. And she was not going to let that happen. Because if he died, he had sworn to kill her and her remaining relatives and friends. The salon downstairs was filled with stifled laughter. And his

shaking her head as she took a step away from him. “I’m sorry…

guessed what she was about to do Chelsea screamed

below. Outside, perimeter floodlights began to flash on, illuminating the mansion

she’d done it – let the entire mansion know about his

surprise. He’d certainly earned her disdain. Chelsea owed him nothing anymore, not even an explanation for how she’d landed herself on

choice, she’d said. What the hell did she mean by

putting several paces between them. “Get out, Dave.” Her soft brown eyes were desperate beneath her furrowed brows. And outside the closed door of her quarters, it sounded as though several of Hermano’s men were already rushing up the stairs to the second floor. She threw an anxious glance over her shoulder at the pounding of approaching feet in

Jesus, she was terrified.

it wasn’t

the hell had that bastard done to

out a curse, feeling precious seconds tick by. He had a mission to carry out tonight-and he would-but not until

me, damn it.” Dave took hold of her shoulders and forced her to meet his gaze. “I’m trying to save you, Chelsea.” She scoffed bitterly. “You can’t save me. No one can.” Christ, she really believed that. He knew her too well

she tried to break free from his hold, he realised there was only one way he would be able to get her out of the mansion without fighting her every step of the way. She might hate him even more for this, but he had no

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